"Ji Wei."
Leng Yan put down the water and leaned over to gently hold her hand: "Ji Wei, wake up, did you have a nightmare?"
Her palms were also full of sweat, and Leng Yan frowned slightly.
"No!" Her body trembled, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and when her hand was held, she felt a little more at ease: "Save me..."
She spoke softly, her lips still trembling.
In the dream, two men walked towards her, both with lewd... vicious smiles.
One face was the man from three years ago, and the other was Zhou Boliang...
She dodged, begging them to let her go. But they kept getting closer, as if the next moment they would devour her completely.
She was terrified to death, yet couldn't find anyone to save her. She called out Leng Yan's name, but didn't know where he was.
In the blur, a hand held hers, and her tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
